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Old friends live in the heart.  They start easy, fast and slow into the intimacy.   Hungry to know and be known.Time and distance dances in the in-between spaces.  Stories of life in the up and down untold.  Living as the journey calls and takes, invites and challenges.  Understanding is missed in the tides with the Full Moon rising in the light of the night in the mystery unspoken in the opposition.  Still moving in the waves and holding the light in the no-matter-what of how love caresses the heart song.  The alignment finds itself again in the everlasting of souls that have found each other.  Reminded of the Great expanse that embraces beyond Earthly understanding.  Into the ab-soul-lute  truth that we are eternally Love’s creation of Divine intent.  I am seen by you.  I am seen by you and you know I am perfect as I am.

W-holy we travel as we trip the Light fantastic.  I will know you anywhere.  I see you.


Happy Birthday Samantha…

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Good morning.  thanks for your visit.  I’m giving a big yawn right now.  Energetically, I am slow, low, tired; feeling the shift of seasons around and within me.   There is a laze in me I’d like to give in to if it wasn’t that work need’s my attention.  

As always, I enjoy the early morning rise of the day.  Taking in a big inhale and shaking off the residual of sleep caught in dream land.  I welcome the memory of dreams and over the last few years the dreams whisk away quickly before I have a conscious moment to experience them.  I love my dream life and miss remembering them, no matter how disconnected and strange they can be.  and so it goes…  my waking dreams and my meditations still come vivid, so maybe that’s the way my sub-conscious world chooses to unfold me these days.  I’ll take it.

I woke up with ‘feeling’ this morning…


The heart chilled fast

Cool blue veiled between us

Light is like that when

it shifts 


Warm and tender

in it’s golden glimmer

is only one beam of the

rainbow’s giving


Coming from a prism

of white Light of a circle

un-broken caught at 

different angles


It might be where you 

are standing in that moment 

of reception and perception

Seen a certain way


In that light’s refraction

that the namaste’ is eye to eye

and the feel is seen at the heart

a golden glow


And all colors of the rainbow

gather in the Spirit of Love

One as glorious as the other

Calling you to the heart






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So much in life can stir the inner emotional pot up into a big ol’ froth.  Thoughts of making a difference where a difference can be made.  Speaking to what needs speaking to in the moment.  The Universe has asked me to pay attention.  And attention I am giving.   And what ‘right’ action’ to take to make an impact in the overwhelm of life’s injustices?  Where to give when so much is needed?    In my Be Here NOw… right here, sitting, writing, feeling, I give my good thoughts and blessings.  I imagine a generous world.  A kind world.  A world of compassionate beings that look all their neighbors in the eye, look all passing strangers in the eye,  and give a Namaste’:  “The divine in me sees the Divine in you.”


I don’t  always feel the Divine spark

when I pass all of you by in the 

nondescript of your living

and eyes that don’t meet mine


I don’t always feel the tremble

of your anguish that hurts my heart

in your dirty bundle on that corner

shutting down that moment to not feel


I can’t imagine the cold nights

and empty losses that torture you

The lonely empty of a life hollowed

by what I will never know 


I can’t imagine the struggle

behind close doors that shelter ugliness

Unseen from the street filth and

blatant losses of the homeless


I can’t know what I don’t see hide

behind the illusion of normalcy

in that beautiful house over there

where violence and brutality live inside


The unimaginable can hide

behind the illusion of safety

more brutal than the shag and filth

of what we think we know by what we see


Life can be a brutal beast

Life can be anything imaginable

Life is dark and Light

Life is Love and Joy


What I can imagine.  What I will imagine

Is that you and me… We, Us, the All of Us

Hold kindness to our hearts

Make the story of every moment

into some positive generous, gracious

gift of the heart even when

EVEN When… darkness falls

and the only little light you have

is a teeny flicker, a dull gleam

a frail slip of light in the dark.

CAll it up.  Call it up.  CALL it up

Cause if you don’t who will?


Namaste’  Namaste’  Namaste’


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12 nov 2011        >     18/9    <       Moon/Hermit


What ‘moon shadow’ is following you?

Can you close your eye and imagine basking under the light of the Silvery Full Moon?

Can you take responsibility for you own ‘story’ and not project it onto someone else?


Sippy the coffee.  I do believe grinding my own coffee makes it taste better.  Same coffee I had in my last bag only now it’s beans instead of ground.  It’s an explosion of freshness making ‘sippy the coffee’ an even more satisfying experience.  Damn…I’m a happy woman.

Good MOrning Saturday.    I  might even put me woolies on and go to the farmers-market after this little blog experience.   I better git on the poetry line and lay me some garble down.

weeee haaaa.




Full moon lingers, lays the bright down

All round the light path leads to you


The cycle patterns in slivers of crescent

luminescent wane finds her waxing


The repeat brings me back to you then

When the new knows her darkness


Shadows give their story for your telling

The welling Light shares her slice of return 


Finds her fullness phase in the repeating

Never fleeting the dark to light that leads to you


The light to dark that patterns to me

I see you in the light and the darkness


I see you.  namaste’





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